I remain staggered that someone who is such a partisan operator, poisonous propagandist and supporter of war crimes (if America commits them) was rewarded in the Washington village with a sinecure at the WaPo.
-- Andrew Sullivan, September 26, 2012
Mr. Sullivan remains fearlessly willing to put anyone's career history on trial.
Except his own.
And his friends'.
And anyone he is buttering up this week.
We join Rosencrantz and Guildenstern as they are about to be hanged:
Except his own.
And his friends'.
And anyone he is buttering up this week.
We join Rosencrantz and Guildenstern as they are about to be hanged:
Rosencrantz: That's it then, is it? We've done nothing wrong. We didn't harm anybody, did we?
Guildenstern: I can't remember.
Rosencrantz: All right, then. I don't care. I've had enough. To tell you the truth, I'm relieved.
Guildenstern: There must have been a moment at the beginning, where we could have said no. Somehow we missed it. Well, we'll know better next time.
The Player: Till then.
3 comments:
Scratch a conservative's psyche, and you'll find PROJECTION! Those libruls'd lie, cheat, n steal, so I will first!
Scratch a Villager's, and you'll find an Honored Matres' complete lack of self awareness inside, masquerading as jaded cynicism about how stupid the proles are - and how dull it is to have all the money and power! Jeez, I mean, like, ya know, right Cokie Roberts? Next they'll want to keep Social Security!
And so it goes.
-DupinTM (Damn I hate google accounts)
Wow.
Okay, to Sullivan's credit, he has written some very good anti-torture pieces, and has taken on Thiessen often. Good for him on that.
But...
WTF.
Again, Oedipus had a smaller blind spot.
I suppose if one is standing nipple deep in one's own offal, one might try to point fingers elsewhere as distraction for the casual observers and new arrivals.
The waders in the Offal Sea make eye contact with each other, look out for each other and try desperately to make their position seem completely reasonable.
They even go so far as to occasionally glance around them to wonder aloud where in the world all this SHIT came from and toss a hearty harrumph toward we who snicker at their absurdity.
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